Here I sit on the crapper at Harrah’s Louisiana Downs. I bet my first horse race and I lost my first horse race. Perhaps it was a good thing, now I won’t get the pony feaver. My wife is playing the slots somewhere. It’ a passion for her. I just consider myself lucky if I break even with a ‘free’ meal at the buffet.

We made arrangements to board Loki at a nice kennel. She will get to go to camp 3 times and will stay for the entire time we are gone. It’ a really nice place and she will be well taken care of. She will be taken out four times a day. The camp days mean she will get to play off leash for those four times. I love my Loki. She will be nine years old this year. She is starting to show the gray in her muzzle now but she is not slowing down.

It’s getting close to supper time, i should go find my wife.

Strider On the Go